Baicaoshi was amused. Duan Shaoyi is really a romantic in his heart, even if Hongqu has no love for him, he is still willing to devote all his heart to her.
However, Baicaoshi is not a stingy person, she is the only person her younger brother likes, and she is her partner, so she is very happy to talk about it.
"Okay, just follow the instructions of the great painter. However, I appreciate your kindness. If you have half a heart to dig into the wall, I will not allow it."
Duan Shaoyi chuckled, not caring about the threat, "It depends on Xiaoshu's performance. If he treats Hongqu badly, I will try my best not to get rid of you as a fake shopkeeper. If I really pay dividends, I will definitely take her away."
As he was talking, he heard a cough coming from downstairs, but it was red yeast rice. She was dressed in Su Luo Tsing Yi, and she lost the charm of the oiran and the ease of the shopkeeper of the golf course, and she was like a girl next door. "All the men in the world have changed their minds, and Xiaoshu will keep his promise."
Not yet married, Hongqu has fully entered the role and is on Bai Xiaoshu's side.
Bai Li was very happy in his heart, and he liked the red song even more.
Duan Shaoyi smashed his mouth, he wanted to say "a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost", and wanted to say "Isn't the injury Junker gave you painful enough? You still trust men like this". But he swallowed the words, Bai Xiaoshu is not Junker after all. Besides, there are hundreds of herbs poems on it.
Baicaoshi turned to Hongqu, "Look at these dresses, do you still like them?"
Hongqu touched the materials and the beautiful waistline engraved into the curve, and said with a smile: "Beautiful is beautiful, but I want something suitable for regular clothes, so that it will be more convenient and calm for me to go to the stadium on weekdays."
Baicaoshi was stunned for a moment.
She's been too busy recently. She doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't take care of things like recruiting students, training teachers, and bookstores. She only said that Xiaoshu and Hongqu were preparing for their wedding, but unexpectedly, they had other plans.
Only then did Hongqu explain: "People, after being busy, they will not adapt. When I was in Wanzhou, I managed a golf course, and I lived a fulfilling life. Besides, Xiaoshu is a good golfer. I also like to see him flying freely on the court. So, the two of us are thinking about opening a small practice field in Yanjing to make a living, and the most important thing is to provide him with a place to play."
It’s great. In the world of red yeast rice, independence has actually become a kind of precipitation, a kind of spirit.
Even if she is not my younger sibling, she is still a good friend, because the world outlook and values are so similar.
"That's fine, Jiuniang, Duan Shao, you can go back and design blue and white porcelain for sports. If you don't understand, just ask me. From now on, people on the court can also wear blue and white porcelain."
Hongqu took Baicaoshi's hand, stared at her slightly thin face, "You, don't be too capable, you are tired and thin. Trust Jiuniang and Shaoyi, they can do well."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Xiang trotted up from downstairs.
Yes, after Baicaoshi came back from Yaowang Valley, it started looking for a store and opened a direct store of Herborist Xiangyi. She recalled Wenxiang, and after more than a month of preparation, Herborist Xiangyi took root in Yanjing West City.
"Shopkeeper, I found you. I was just about to discuss the sales strategy with you? I'm thinking of setting up a market similar to a temple fair, selling all our products, and sharing some beauty tips..."
Baicaoshi can't wait to break two petals of flowers in a day, half of them are engaged in career, and half of them are with their husband-in-law. Oh, it's been a long time since Zhe Yu was left out in the cold. It's really hard to justify such a good-looking man.
"Wen Xiang, you can make up your own mind about this kind of thing. You are right. We must be good at creating festivals and provide a good excuse for everyone to buy. The market might as well be called Yanjing Liren Life Festival. It's..."
**
After a long delay in the West Market, Baicaoshi sent her mother back to the Taifu Mansion, which is now the Nanyuan Palace, and then went home in a carriage by herself.
In fact, it was already dark, and there were red lanterns hanging at the gate of the palace.
At the door, Ding Xiang came to welcome her and handed her a round fan thoughtfully. It was the hottest time in Yanjing.
"Has Xianggong come back?" Baicaoshi glanced at the Fengwang Mansion in the Sixteenth Prince's House. Coincidentally, Ying Zhefeng had just returned, and he looked at her from the air. Baicaoshi kept walking, striding towards the yard.
"I'm back, I'm talking with Mr. Shinichi inside." Ding Xiang followed Baicaoshi and answered neatly.
Baicaoshi hesitated for a moment, she hadn't seen Shinichi for a long time, it seemed that Zorha and Shinichi were plotting something. "By the way, in a quarter of an hour, ask Xiao Chonglou to find me in the meeting hall."
Naturally, he asked about the results of today's investigation.
Clove should be.
Baicaoshi simply washed up, and the small building has arrived. She ordered someone to serve the teacup.
"Drinking and talking, did you find anything today?"
"tell me the story."
"Yes. At the beginning of this year, didn't King Li present a female prisoner of war to His Majesty? It was called Ning Zao, and she was named Ning Meiren. In terms of appearance alone, Ning Meiren is still inferior to Concubine Si, but Ning Meiren is young. Ah, it’s ignorant of the world and naive and naive.” Xiao Chonglou carried forward the spirit of the restaurant’s storyteller, and described it vividly, as if he had seen it himself.
"Focus on the point." Baicaoshi rubbed her eyebrows and interrupted him, "I really think I am a storyteller."
Xiao Chonglou smiled awkwardly, but now he is familiar with Madam and knows Madam's temperament, "Well, in short, Ning Mei was favored and shared some of the glory of Concubine Si. Today, the concubine Si's mansion Father-in-law, while you are dealing with some matters, come to ask King Feng for help."
The concubine is not favored, what do you ask the prince to do? Isn't it a case of seeking fish from a tree?
"Did you hear their conversation today?"
Xiao Chonglou scratched his head, and then said in high spirits: "This subordinate used to be in Habayashi Guard. After being trained as a scout, he also knows a certain amount of reconnaissance skills. Feng Wang is not weak, and his vigilance is also very strong. This subordinate only heard A few words, probably Concubine Si asked Feng Wang to be the little prince's martial arts teacher."
Baicaoshi still remembers the little prince, who is cute and cute. He is less than two years old now, so he plans to learn martial arts? It's hard for Concubine Si to be so relieved to be taught by a lunatic who is also a half brother of the royal family. "Did King Feng agree?"
"I promise without hesitation."
Ying Zhefeng's answer was the same as Xiao Chonglou's answer at this time, without any hesitation.
"Is there anything else?" Baicaoshi asked again.
"The father-in-law also said a few words, to the effect that now that His Majesty is no longer in favor, I beg King Feng to help Concubine Si."
How did King Feng intervene in the previous dynasty regarding the affairs of the harem? This request is also excessive.
Xiao Chonglou didn't reply this time, because he didn't hear the answer either.
Baicao Poetry walked around the meeting hall, always feeling that Concubine Si and King Feng had a close relationship, which was unusual. Because King Feng's malice towards her continued unabated, Baicaoshi had no choice but to defend herself, thinking that she might take the initiative to attack and change from passive to active. It's just that she hasn't figured out how to solve it.
If you don’t think about it, don’t think about it. She still has military advisers around her.
Thinking, she ran to Zhe Yu's study.
When I opened the door, I happened to meet Shinichi who came out from the inside.
"You are here." Shinichi greeted, his face was pale, not normal blood.
Baicaoshi noticed something was wrong with just one glance. She sniffed her small nose, there was a **** smell in the air, her brows sank, "Are you injured?"
You know, Shinichi who is invincible below the Grand Master, few people can hurt him. Unless the opponent plays crowd tactics, similar to the time when Bolai Inn in Boyang City.
Shinichi raised the corner of his mouth in a small arc that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, "It's okay, I was inside just now, Zhe Yu asked someone to show it to me."
Zhe Yu also walked over, his eyes fell on Baicaoshi, his eyes flicked back and forth. "When you didn't come back, I asked the doctor of the Imperial Hospital to take a look. Now that you're back, take a look yourself."
This is Zhe Yu, obviously jealous to death, but the things he does are always heart-warming.
Baicaoshi is not hypocritical, the smell of blood just now is very strong, it doesn't look like a simple injury, so you can rest assured after looking at it.
In Zhe Yu's study, Baicao Poetry cuts the pulse. Shinichi's pulse was more complicated than imagined, and his injury was more serious.
"Can you explain, how did you get hurt?" When she said this, Baicaoshi was extremely serious.
Shinichi's gaze inadvertently retracted from Baicaoshi's fingertips, and looked at Zheyu.
"Let's tell the truth." Zhe Yu said.
Shinichi has nothing to worry about. "I was going to kill Pei Yuanxian, but I didn't."
There are still people in this world who would so calmly claim to kill the regent of the Song Dynasty, but Shinichi is the only one who hasn't killed him yet.
It's just complaining, Qinzhou is the best time at that time.
Now killing Pei Yuanxian, the reflex arc is too long.